friday letters

For such a short week, it sure dragged on and on. I'm just glad we're finally at Friday, getting ready for the weekend.

Dear chocolate lava cake, I need more of you. All the time. Dear corner of my dresser, Why are you so sharp? Why did you come out of NO WHERE the other morning and skin my forehead? That wasn't very nice, and that nasty cut on my forehead isn't going away anytime soon. Dear legs, Thanks for the great run yesterday. I'm glad you still love me even after the hell I put you through last weekend. Dear eyes, You've been forced to read a butt ton of text in the past few days. I'm really sorry about that. Dear Toby, I love the shit out of you. Seriously, you're amazing. Dear weekend, I've been waiting for you FOREVER. I know, I say that every week. But can't you be a smidgen longer?

Dresser Corners are almost as awful as desk corners. I can't tell you how many hip and upper thigh bruises, I've amassed over the years from walking into tables and desks. They really do come out of nowhere. Sorry your scrape is on your forehead! I hope it heals quickly!

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